One Day - Jeru The Damaja

One day about six 'o clock I'm woke up 
By the sound of my buzzer and a car or a truck 
Screechin' off  so I jump up  scratch my nuts 
But when I'm like "Who's that?" nobody speaks up 
So I go to the door there's a note it says: 
"We have Hip Hop hostage with guns to his throat  
Do the right thing and we might let him go  
But if you call the police  that's all she wrote 
You know what the motive is  it's all about dough 
And in case ya think we bullshittin' here's the photo." 
I couldn't recognize the clows because they was all hooded down 
But I peeped Foxy Brown sippin' Cristal in the background 
With fake alligator boots on 
And smack dab in the middle was hip-hop with a Versace suit on 
I immediately called Primo 
I said "Hip-Hop is in trouble, meet me at my rest on the double 
Don't even jump in the shower, matta'fact scratch my rest 
Meet me and D & D in an half an hour 
And bring all ya shit wit' you cuz you know what we got to do." 
Yo Afu! (Whassup?) Lets jet-son like Elroy 
If I recall correctly I last saw hip-hop down at Bad Boy 
We'll see if Puff knows whassup 
Cuz he's the one gettin' him drunk and fuckin' his mind up 
We go to the office, he's nowhere to be found 
So we snatch up Jay Black and beat his bitch ass down 
"Now where's Hip-Hop?!" "Aaight, aaight..." he confessed: 
"Suge came and took him from Puff last night, 
He said he'd give him up if a real nigga came to retrieve 'em..." 
So we went to L.A. later that evenin' 
When we got there, everything was aaight 
And we brought Hip-Hop back home that night. 
ONE DAY...